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Saturday, March 31, 2007

Deepest, Darkest

In the deepest, darkest still of the night, that 'tween where night becomes day again or when the day is upon us but it is not yet light, sometimes I wake up and for an hour I think and think and think. It's hard to say how many different ramblings go through my mind, but I find this ends up being the time of clarity for me. Warm under blankets, listening to the odd sounds coming from the street, I can solve some of my biggest problems, conquer some of my deepest fears, confront my darkest secrets and confirm my deepest loves.


Irene said...

I love this post.

I often wake up and think think think too. but I found myself more confused and lost than before...

Tori said...

This is what inspires me to keep paper and a pen by my bed!
Great take on the prompt.

AnnieElf said...

That quiet time, snuggled into the warmth, the sun not yet up - indeed a very good time to brainstorm and problem-solve.